'Only a handful of travel wizards will act alone. Travelling wizards are the masters of countless planes. In their own world, they have countless territories, wealth and servants—'
'The deck chosen by that young man for you is a knight. I have seen your other destiny cards. Whether it is'White City Pioneer' or'Cavalry Preparation', they are more suitable for the big scene. I think your profession should be one A knight lord who rules over a thousand armies. '
'But no matter how brilliant the kingdom is, it starts from a small piece of territory. I will send you to complete the challenge of the King of Knights. You will build your kingdom and glory in a fictitious world until you get the approval of the gods. '
'And this is exactly the true meaning of the Arena of Gods—'
After a dazzling light, the weird world disappeared.
The silver-haired elven girl stood alone in a golden wilderness.
The breeze blew across the grassland, and the withered grasses showed golden surges when they fell one after another, but when the scenery stretched across the entire sky and the earth, it formed a peculiar landscape.
The sound of rushing across the lonely world, like sea waves.
The words of Fushiya, the king of evil dragons, were still in her ears, as the wind on the grassland still passed between her ears and hair, Metis staring silently at this strange land.
The lonely wild—
'This escaped world looks like a traveler looking at the parallel material world. At the end of a corner of the world, it is like a far-traveler's horizon. '
A voice said, or there should be no voice, when strange knowledge broke into her mind, Metisa understood what this place was.
A swordsman in a complicated patterned clothes separated the yellow grass and came to her. He raised his sword to signal to her, the silver mask gleaming in the sun.
Medisa froze for a moment, only to realize that this was a challenge to herself.
She nodded to the strange swordsman, picked up her spear, and the silver shuttle spear naturally appeared in her hand.
At the same moment, the originally well-mannered swordsman launched an attack.
That is a very peculiar swordsmanship.
Concise and effective, but a bit too rigorous and even mechanical. This swordsmanship is different from any kind of swordsmanship she has seen in Vaughan, and it is also different from the swordsmanship of Brando that she has seen.
This swordsmanship seems to follow one of the strictest rules. At a glance, every sword must be built on the trajectory established by the previous sword. It seems to be very predictable, but Metisa quickly discovered It's hard to fight it by yourself.
This discovery immediately saw Khan on her forehead.
The swordsman suppressed the level of strength above her level, that is, the level up and down on the side of the truth after the elements were civilized, that is to say, the opponent suppressed her by relying solely on swordsmanship.
This recognition makes Medissa feel unacceptable. She is the silver elves, one of the silver races in the world who are good at fighting, and the silver elves are not proud of their superiority in absolute power. It is their tireless pursuit of fighting skills.
But the swordsmanship in front of the swordsman-or not to say it is a very unreasonable swordsmanship, without considering the opponent's coping skills, just a sword followed by a sword, but each sword is accurately calculated to the smallest difference. , There is no slightest error in the connection between each sword and the next.
Metissa found that she could not catch any mistakes of the other party at all. On the contrary, she knew that as long as she was a little negligent, she would fall into a situation where she would be invincible.
The test of the Master Traveler turned out to be so difficult.
The little silver elf princess regretted a little, and she was even a little afraid that she would not see Brando.
But since the Battle of the Saints, the self-confidence and unyielding character accumulated over the past millennia quickly calmed down Metisa. She has seen even more sinister situations. When thousands of troops arrived, she I have never given up, and it is naturally the same at this moment.
A knight, a lord, and a king. The first thing he needs is infinite self-confidence, especially those ancient kings who opened their borders and expanded their territories. Without firm belief to support them, they cannot be in history. Leave his name in the galaxy.
Medissa knew this well.
When this moment of enlightenment flashed in her mind, she found that she seemed to'understand' the opponent's swordsmanship. For the first time, the weird swordsman's lightning-fast swordsmanship left a trace in her vision.
Just like an instinct, the little silver elf princess seized this opportunity. For the first time in this offensive and defensive battle, she stepped forward and screamed. The spear in her hand passed through the swordsman’s silver sword. Shadow hit the opponent's chest.
The swordsman flew out like a bundle of broken scarecrows.
Only then did Medissa notice that the other party turned out to be a construct.
But at this moment, Medissa heard a soft sound of'hum', she knew that she was not good, so she hurriedly stopped her gun and retreated. But he was still a step slower, and saw the swordsman torn apart in mid-air. Its limbs, head, and torso were like exploded clocks, and countless peculiar spherical components flew out of it.
As soon as those spherical components appeared in the air, they split apart from the middle, unfolding a pair of mechanical wings, turning them into metal flapping wing planes. Metisa had just had time to take a step back, and the sky flapping planes screamed at her. She had only time to use the spear to protect the vital parts such as the chest and abdomen, and felt the heat on her arms and thighs, and the sharp wings of the flappers. There have been blood-red cuts left there.
The silver elf little princess had no time to deal with the wound, and immediately turned her head, and she saw those flapping-wing planes flying behind her, forming an attack formation in mid-air again. But how could she make the same mistake twice, yelling: "Come down!"
The psychic element was fully opened, and a pair of transparent light wings hundreds of meters long was unfolded behind Metisa. She swept the light wings horizontally, and the metal flapping-wing aircraft in mid-air seemed to be raining and crackling. In one place.
As soon as those flapping-wing planes landed, they folded their wings and changed back to the shape of a metal sphere. Then under Medissa's gaze, they moved closer to each other, and amidst a creaking sound, they regrouped into the appearance of the swordsman before.
Metissa looked stunned, and quickly grabbed the spear to prevent the opponent from launching another attack. However, at this moment, the swordsman struggled to get up from the ground and came to Metissa's face obliquely. Seeing that it had no intention of attacking, Metis could not help looking at the opponent curiously, but saw the swordsman slowly bend down, then knelt on one knee, clenched her right hand on her chest, lowered her head, and placed her chin on her right fist. superior. Shows a gesture of allegiance.
Then she'sees' the other party's attributes:
Lightwing Guardian
Yongge IX
Light 2, Mana X
【Artifact/Artifact Creature】
When the Lightwing Guard enters the battlefield, there are X level counters on it.
When the Lightwing Guardian dies, for every level indicator on it, a 15-level, colorless, flying wing aircraft derived artifact creature will be placed into the arena.
'When the destruction comes, the sky is full of light spots, like a holy coming to the world—'
It was a very strange feeling, as if what she saw in her eyes was the essence of a world, but when Metissa wanted to see the card further, the whole world was distorted, and a voice was in her mind. Said among them:
'Conquering the land starts with conquering the hearts of the people. No king and monarch will fight alone. The lonely wild is the far-traveler’s horizon, but it is also the starting point of another journey—'
Lonely wild
Yongge XIX
【land】
The lonely wild enters the battlefield tapped.
Tapped: Add 2 points of light mana to your element pool.
Cycle, (discard this card, draw a card)
'Existing between what is and what is not—'
The bizarre world was plunged into a pitch-black void, and Metissa was stunned for a moment. When she turned her head, she saw Fucia's huge body lying right beside her.
She saw the two glittering fate cards floating in front of her.
The evil dragon king lowered his head and said to her: "It looks like you have passed the first test. You have the first follower, just like the first step taken by every king and lord. Next, you are going to build your kingdom and the world."
"I don't quite understand," Metisa said loudly, "The destiny card should be a projection of the rules in this world, but why can the world in this dream generate such a projection?"
A sneer appeared on Fusia's slender face.
"Worn is not a dream. If the mortal world cannot be born from it, then everything in the past will be nothing more than nothing. The power of the Journeyman to build the world is nothing like the power of the gods and Martha in the past to build Wonder. The essential difference."
"You mean, all of this is fictitious in itself?"
"No, the magic power is tangible. The traveler stole all this to build his own world. Now you have the fire of the traveler. This is the power that the gods call the'divine', so You can naturally get everything you want from this world."
"I still don't quite understand, Master Fusia."
"It's okay, I don't fully understand all of this, maybe only the first generation of gods can explain to you the origin of this arena of gods." Fusia replied: "Well, there is not much time left for us. , It’s time for you to take the next challenge, your companion has gone further than you..."
"Hippamilla?"
"That's a very interesting little girl. She shouldn't exist in this era. Your master must be a strange guy. The laws he knows are very different from ours."
Medissa opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something more, but the scenery in front of her had changed again.
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